Dust Bowl Blues

Woody Guthrie · Troubadour [2009]

I just blowed in, and I got them dust bowl blues

I just blowed in, and I got them dust bowl blues

I just blowed in, and I'll blow back out again



I guess you've heard about every kind of blues

I guess you've heard about every kind of blues

But when the dust gets high, you can't even see the sky



I seen the dust so black that I couldn't see a thing

I seen the dust so black that I couldn't see a thing

And the wind so cold, boy it nearly cut your water off



I seen the wind so high that it blowed my fences down

I seen the wind so high it blowed my fences down

Buried my tractor six feet under ground



Well it turned my farm into a pile of sand

Yes it turned my farm into a pile of sand

I had to hit that road with a bottle in my head



I spent 10 years down in that old dust bowl

I spent 10 years down in that old dust bowl

When you get that dust pneumonia, boy it's time to go



I had a gal and she was young and sweet

I had a gal and she was young and sweet

But a dust storm buried her 1600 feet



She was a good gal, long, tall, and stout

She was a good gal, long, tall, and stout

I had to get a steam shovel just to dig my darling out



These dusty blues are the dustiest ones I know

These dusty blues are the dustiest ones I know

Buried head over heels, I had to pack up and go

And I just blowed in, and I'll soon blow out again